January 31 - 2007

CATS ON TUESDAY

Felicia just went into our not so vey clean Office, and said:

- miesleeph? Sleep?
- miejet! Nope - I said
- mjeoh! Yop
- mjoon! Soon - I said

She went away, her tailess tail scratched the ceiling.

I understand her. Long, tall twofoot, goes too late to bed. Allmost every night. Too short time to have real coz. She loves to put me to bed. And roll around upon me. Then creep up under my armes and into my armpit. Sniffing, licking, biting and mrrrr that loud she wake up the neighbours noisy dog. But not Anna. She fells even deeper to sleep by her prrr, mrrr, prrr.Why does that female cat allways stick her head into my armpit? What smell do I have at nights that attract her so strongly? Anna is undisturbed asleep. But that Cat. What's wrong with me. Am I a cat in disguise? Like the frog that became a prince?

Oh yeah, when thinking about it: when coming home home from work, she jumps upon the kitchen table and strech her neck and head towards me. She pretends to just smell if it is really me. Sort of security check.

But I've seen it, when reflecting deeply, she try to KISS me. She want me to be a CAT.

After this discovery I allways sleep with my mouth plastered. I'm used to it now. But I will never get used to wake up with a sore armpit.

PS. This is posted on my new PC, which 3 hours after start-up lacks lots of programs and pictures, even drivers to our cameraes. That's why this post is short and with an old picture. Have mercy.

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